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Joacim & L'Ielit

Copyright© 2022 by Benjin

Chapter 4: Making Plans

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: Making Plans - The adventures of a Wunderkind and his African concubine.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   mt/Fa   Science Fiction   Incest   Humiliation   Harem   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Slow  

It was a pleasant feeling waking up between two warm and lovely female bodies. Joacim was sandwiched by Prudence and Anita. While Anita’s nipples were poking in his back and her arms were loosely wrapped around his shoulders, Prudence’s ass was rubbing his belly and his member was trapped between her legs.

“AI, what time is it?” Joacim whispered. He didn’t want to wake the girls until it was time to stand up.

“It is 7:30 local time. You have a briefing at 10:00” the AI answered in its normal volume. Now everyone in the room was awake.

“Yawn, can we cuddle a little more?” Anita asked from behind.

“Hmmmm, nice thing here” Prudence murmured, rubbing the head of Joacim’s cock.

“Sorry ladies, this AI has to learn a lot about polite morning calls. But now that we are awake, why don’t we prepare for the day?”

Anita and Prudence were wiggling their bodies against Joacim. “What do you have in mind?” they asked.

“Breakfast of course! We can go to the dining area and look how the others do.”

Fifteen minutes later, they were all present, although some of them didn’t look happy. Together they left the pod and walked toward the mess. The room was relatively empty. Only two of the sponsors were present together with their concubines. One of them, Joacim noticed, was Astrid, his former astrophysics teacher. She looked slightly depressed.

“Good morning, Mrs. Bode, may we take seats next to you?” Joacim asked.

“Hello Joacim!” her face lightened up. “Please call me Astrid. My time as teacher has definitely expired.”

“Well then, Astrid, what’s up? I expected you being sore, but not being unhappy after what I saw yesterday.” He quickly turned toward his concubines. “Please organize some hot chocolate, bun and jam for me.” He turned back to Astrid. “Where is your second male?”

“Don’t ask. Ramirez here is a real gigolo. He’s friendly and handsome and understands what’s going on. He has learned his new role fast, and as long as he can play with me and my four female concubines, he is happy with it. The other one, Alexander, was a great fuck at the extraction, but as soon as we entered the pod he turned out to be an Al Bundy double.”

Joacim laughed out loud “is he that bad?”

“You can bet. He almost immediately went to the couch and demanded a beer. He tried to order around all females including me. And the night fuck lasted four minutes before he was asleep and snoring. I tried to explain more than once how things work here, but he is too dumb to accept that. Currently I’ve left him in the pod without permission to do anything. Maybe he understands his situation in an hour or two. But my patience is running out quickly. I think I’ll be the first sponsor who’s giving a concubine to the Civil Service.”

“I have already one on my body count. So you are not the first one with problems.” Joacim sighed.

“You dumped one of yours?” Astrid looked shocked but a quick count convinced her that she was wrong.

“No. The father of seven-year-old Zoe was stupid enough to fuck the child when the marines arrived.”

“And what about Zoe?” Astrid asked, looking at the children that Petra was hoarding at the replicators.

“She’s fine. She doesn’t remember very much because she was unconscious most of the time and the physical damage was repaired by the med tube before she woke up.”

“Thank goodness,” Astrid relieved. “Men can be so stupid.” She looked at Joacim and then they both burst out in laughter.

“Oh yes, they can!” Joacim intoned.

The room has filled while they talked. Astrid and Joacim tried to guess who else has selected a stupid concubine or which sponsor treats their concubines like shit. A lot of concubines were naked and several of them looked scared. They both agreed that the chemistry has to be OK to make a group work fine in the long run.

“How comes you were so completely different down on Earth? Joacim asked after a while.

“Conventions.” Astrid answered. “It’s still forbidden for teachers to seduce their students. So I had a double life and I took care that they didn’t mix. It was fun and it was a thrill. But looking back I would not do it again. I like to be straight and honest. Playing games is fun for a while, but it’s wrong for a lifetime.”

“OK, I have to go now. Let’s see if I can solve the problem in my pod before the briefing.” Astrid left with her concubines.


Joacim and Astrid met again at the briefing room. “Problem solved?” Joacim asked.

“Alexander is now the problem of the Civil Service” Astrid replied.

“Good morning ladies and gentlemen. I am Lieutenant Hardy Miller and I am your master coach on this trip to the colonies. Of course, there are some sergeants around who know better than me how the wind blows, but I am higher in rank.” Several people laughed and the Lieutenant grinned. Now that you are a bit more relaxed, I’ll start to tell you where we are going. The ‘Sergeant Pepper’ will visit two colonies, Vandergast and Demeter. You will fill up some gaps that the battle with the Sa’arm has caused. That is, except of one person who is an egghead who will join the re-engineering laboratory on Vandergast.” Several people laughed out loud.

“You join the fighters?” Joacim whispered.

Astrid nodded. “You are the egghead?”

Joacim nodded.

“Well, I didn’t mean to talk about our scientists in disrespect. They invented some nasty weapons that we use and they show us the weak points of the technology that the Sa’arm use. So treat them with respect, even when they don’t look like two-meter-high musclemen, as most of you will in a short time. In addition, the scientists all are Lieutenants or above, so show some manners and greet, even if they look like weak civilians.”

“Talking about body enhancement, also known as adjustments and augmentation. I expect you to take the full basic Marine package. The package includes a biological age of twenty, size adjustment to two meters, body mass adjustment to one-hundred-and-thirty kilos, muscle package, enhanced flexibility, enhanced stamina, short hair, eye-adjustment and teeth-repair if needed. You will carry military healing nanites permanently. That helps you heal fast when you are not injured too badly and effectively stops infections of all kind. There are also a lot of cosmetic adjustments available. I expect you to make a plan for your adjustments until tomorrow. The AI of your pod will help you with the details. Tomorrow we will start with your adjustments in the med bay. The Demeter group goes first, and then the Vandergast group follows. When we are through with that, what will be in about five days, the tubes are free to concubine body adjustments. You can make them look like what you want as long as they still can pop babies.”

“Tomorrow morning, I’ll give the Vandergast group some more details about their new home planet. You should bring your concubines and older children with you, as the information will be a little more important for them than for you. We will establish a kindergarden for the younger kids over there in the smaller meeting boxes during the briefing. The similar briefing for the Demeter group will follow in three days, when the Demeter sponsors are all through the med bay.”

“I expect you to use the sleep trainer in your pod regularly to learn what you need for your individual military functions. And I expect you to use the gym when your body enhancement is complete. It’s not easy to use one-hundred-and-thirty kilos of muscles properly when you are used to move seventy kilos of muscles or one-hundred-and-fifty kilos of fat.”

There was another chuckling among the volunteers.

“Again, if you have problems, that you and the AI can’t solve, ask me or any other Marine. Any questions? No? Than that’s it for today.”


“Ladies!” Joacim shouted when he entered his pod. When all Concubines arrived at the main room, Joacim continued. “I want to plan your future appearance with you. We were told that Darjee medic tubes can do almost anything. From general resizing and growing muscles, changing bone shape, resizing single body parts and inner organs, removing or changing pigmentation down to hair growth control. Anything you can think of,” Joacim said. “I’ll tell you what I have in mind for you in general and you tell me if you can live with it. Then you tell me what you don’t like when you look in a full-length mirror and we fix the individual adjustments.”

“First of all, I want to tell you that I don’t allow adjustments to children except medical adjustments like general health, eye-correction and teeth-correction if needed. Any skin problems like acne or warts will be fixed. These are the main adjustments I had in mind for you too. In addition, I like my wives slim and young. All of you will look like twenty years old again, except for those who haven’t reached this age until now. Petra, Prudence, you will lose some weight. Can you live with these general adjustments?”

“Are you kidding?” Petra asked. “You tell me that I will look young and pretty again and you ask me if I belie it? Do you have any idea how hard it is to lose weight after every child-birth? I LOVE these general adjustments.” They all laughed and agreed to the Joacim’s suggestions.

The Kids left upstairs after it was clear that they were excluded from individual adjustments. Thirteen-year-old Irene stayed. “In two days I’ll need this too, so I can plan it now?”

“Sure,” Joacim answered.

“AI, show us an image of me and add changes we talk about constantly.” A life-sized hologram appeared in the center of the room, showing Joacim nude. “For myself I want some more stamina and muscles but nothing near what you have seen on the Marines yesterday. I won’t change my age or height but I think I need a bigger tool to satisfy you all. Let’s make this a vote. Everybody come here and whisper in my ear what size and width you like to feel pumping into you. No discussion please!”

One after the other whispered their desired length and girth in his ear. “I accept your vote. I’m surprised that the average size you asked for is 25 centimeters and the average with is 6 centimeters. Looks like size does matter for you” Joacim told them with a grin.

“I will intensify the color of my red hair. I’ll keep a beard as an option but currently I don’t want one. I’ll remove hair from my neck down, except for a diamond-shaped short fur of public hair. AI, store this.”

“body modifications stored,” came from the ceiling.

“Now tell me, one at a time, what you want to change on yourself.”

Anita started the row and the hologram switched to showing her. “I like my body just like it is, C cups, nice ass and all, but my hair is boring brown. I want some flicks of blond hair. And I want a bronze skin color without bikini stripes. No body hair from below the neck, except a small triangle of public hair above my slit.”

Helga, looking at her naked, boyish image, mentioned “I had some problems during birth of my daughter Honi. I want my hip bone widened a little to support pregnancy better. When my hip is widened, I’d like my waist narrowed. Firm C cups will suit better than A cups, especially with a sand clock figure. My red hair is okay but I want my freckles removed.”

“Veto!” Joacim interrupted her. “I like your freckles. They make you look pert, especially when you smile. I’d accept removing them from arms and hands though. Why do women think they look ugly with freckles?”

“I’m not ugly!” Helga cringed when she realized that she just shouted at her sponsor.

“Everybody who looks at you can see that you are not ugly. But you think you would look better without freckles. So? I want an honest answer.”

“I ... I don’t know,” Helga stuttered. “I thought I would be prettier with a smooth skin. And sunburn really looks awful with freckles.”

“With basic health nanites you will never get sunburn again,” the AI interjected.

“Anything else, Helga?” Joacim asked. “I really want to hear it, but the final decision is mine, so I was told.”

“I think that’s all.” Helga almost whispered, shaking, and lowered her eyes.

“Hmmm. I think I’ve killed the mood,” Joacim said. “I’m sorry for this. I know that you all don’t know me very well and you may fear that you have fallen in the hands of a tyrant. I try hard not to be one. It is just that I have my own ideas and taste and it’s a big temptation to force them on you. AI, remove the freckles from the model. Helga, look at your image. If you really wish for it, we make it your way. Do you really think this would be a better looking Helga?”

Helga shook her head. A tear was rolling down her cheek. Joacim approached her and took her in his arms. “What’s up Helga? Why are you crying?”

“I was used to be the boss until yesterday. It didn’t really sink in that I’m now only your property. It’s the best for Honi’s and my survival and you are so polite, but when you vetoed, it just hit me like a hammer.”

“I’m sorry,” Joacim said. “Should we stop this right now? We have plenty of time for this.”

“I’d like to see me with twenty years less” Petra said. Prudence and Anita nodded their consent.

“OK then, let’s continue with Petra. What do you like or don’t like at your younger self?” The hologram switched to twenty-year-old Petra with the predefined adjustments.

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